Shinigami ni Sodaterareta Shoujo wa Shikkoku no Ken wo Mune ni Idaku

Central part of the Dubedilica continent. Located west of the kingdom of Farnest, the Principality of Stonia is governed by the Grand Duke, Zilvester, and an old duke of four, commonly known as the "Four Wise Men". The country is divided into five sections, with Zilvester in the centre. Each wise man is the lord in the form of a division of the rest between East, West and North.

It was at the beginning of the war that we declared ourselves neutral, as did the Union of Sutherland Urban States, but now, like our neighbour, the Kingdom of Swaran, we had achieved the imperial kingdom.

The years have also changed for a thousand years in the light and yin calendar.

In response to the convocation of Zilvester, the Four Wise Men had gathered in a room in Asteria, his castle. Contrary to the sky pattern, all their expressions sitting at the round table are dark and heavy. The cause lies in the writ that the Imperial envoy brought with him. To be brief, they want us to wage war against Mekia, the god kingdom.

Zilvester is thirty-eight years old at this time. The Grand Duke's status is hereditary and counts from the first Grand Duke to the seventeenth generation. Before the war, golden brown hair, as if dyed with honey, is also now conspicuously white. That was eloquently telling the story of his struggles.

"─ If you're asking me to attack the Farnest kingdom, I can understand the story. But why Mekia the Empire? I hear that the main mountain of St. Illuminus Church will be seated in the country. We'll buy anger from all the faithful."

A sage from the north raised a blue muscle on his forehead to express his concern. Believers who worship the goddess of creation, Citresia, exist with sesame seeds throughout the continent. It is not hard to imagine that the fierce reprisals by the faithful await the onslaught on the priesthood of Mekia, even if it has won.

(Win or lose, our country suffers less damage. That's exactly what harmless and unprofitable is all about. I have a single stomachache with the Grand Duke for not being able to complain about the empire's vicious work...)

A sage in the west raised his mocked voice, approaching Zilvester with indignant thoughts.

"Then why don't you ask the Imperial Messenger why? 'Tell us why we wage war on Mekia, the divine kingdom, in our stupidity'. It doesn't make sense to teach dogs."

The round table sounded fierce, faster than the sage of the north, who hoisted his eyes, opened his mouth. A wise man in the east slapped his fist in the shape of a ghost.

"If that were possible, I would have slashed the messenger and lay him down long ago! Don't talk about what you can't do! Unpleasant!"

"Come on. Then what? Take immediate action or you'll buy the Imperial Unhappiness. The Apostle is still waiting for our response in the VIP room."

Roman, a southern sage and close to eighty years old, uttered words after the two had been arguing for a while. He is led by the Four Wise Men and is known as the moderate who first proposed neutrality. Also when Zilvester was a child, he was also the man who served as a caregiver.

"The Empire says to attack easily in the first place, but we don't even know how much power..."

"Old Master, materials are provided by the Imperial Messenger on that"

Everyone's gaze concentrated on the wise men of the north, who listed a bunch of paper in particular. Then each begins to look through the material at hand again.

"... Hmm. Isn't the empire hand-wrestling a lot too? He wants us to fight for as long as he can."

When the sage of the east throws the material down the round table, he snorts abominably.

"According to this dossier, the troop strength is about 40,000 to 50,000... if I'm sure of my memory, that country shouldn't have a population of less than a million. Isn't the Empire miscalculating their power?

Even Stonia, with a population of more than three million, has a maximum mobilisation of 60,000 soldiers. Whether it's a time of civil war or not, it takes a lot of money to feed a soldier. Even the present situation, where even the Empire is demanding less war money, if we increase the number of soldiers any more, threatens to create a deadly obstacle to the economy, and the country itself will cease to stand. That's why Zilvester thought the question of the wise man in the west was the best. But soon the wise men of the north will argue.

"No, you can also say that I'm totally wrong. Anyway, Mekia, the god kingdom, has a wealth of mineral resources. Besides, every ore is pretty good quality. To put it further, the machining technique is quite considerable. As you can see from inspecting the territory, Mekian ore is sold to fly despite its high value."

"You're saying that there's finally enough money in the luxury to keep the big army? As much as I envy you."

The wise men of the north and west snorted uniformly at the words of the wise men of the east. It was them who disagreed on a daily basis, but all this time, they shared opinions.

"─ Lord Zilvester. Time is running out. Make your decision."

Roman has pressed for a decision on behalf of the Four Wise Men. Moving his gaze to the window, the sun, which was in its Jomtien position, is beginning to tilt wide west. We have exchanged various opinions so far, but as a Zilvester, the answer has been decided from the outset.

(Although it is the least of the first answers, such as choices)

Zilvester exhaled loudly to exhale the occasional accumulation of depression.

"There will be no end to dissatisfaction everywhere, but there will be none more than to obey. If you refuse here, the Knights of Tianyang, nestled in the fortress of Keel, will shut up."

I was surrounded by the quietness with which the indoors hit the water. Origami is the strength that brought down that elusive and deceitful Keel fortress. Zilvester thinks it's a natural reaction in a way. After a while the sage of the east opened his mouth as if he remembered.

"─ Speaking of the Knights of Heavenly Yang, I heard you were torn by the Farnest Royal Army first, but is that true?

A wise man from the north hammers.

"The truth is unclear, but there are rumors going on."

On a late date, reports had also reached Stonia that the Red Knights had been defeated by the Farnest Royal Army. Zilvester was wondering if coincidence might be the result of overlapping, but the story changes a lot when it comes to losing even the Knights of Heaven and Yang.

"Has the wind changed direction?

A northern sage nods with his hand up his chin at the words of a western sage full of anticipation.

"... maybe. No matter how much the Imperial Army is, there's no way it's always a winning streak. In the first place, the kingdom of Farnest has ever-winning general Cornelius. Aren't the Imperial Army forced to struggle by coming here?

A wise man in the east began to grin invincibly.

"─ That makes their thoughts seem clear. Probably trying to drain our army. Before we get around the extra wisdom."

Roman pinched his mouth sharply, thinking that the debate by the three sages would be revitalized from the earlier tranquillity.

"Suppose that's the truth. Flying an anti-flag against the Empire?

Though the Three Wise Men looked at each other, there were no words to follow. Even if the struggle of the Imperial Army was true, there is no way to dispense with exactly the demands that are now being stuck. If you work with the kingdom of Farnest, or maybe, but if you do, there's not enough time overwhelmingly. I guess they know enough about that, too.

"─ Roman, take the Imperial Messenger to the viewing room."

The words of Zilvester seeping through fatigue echoed emptiness.

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─ ─ Office of Chancellor Dalmes, castle of the Imperial City of Olsted Listeline

"─ etc., and aren't we desperately arguing by now?

Dalmes carries the teacup to his mouth with a slight grin. Felix, who responded to the summons order of Dalmes, was returning to the Imperial Capital for a long time with Therese.

"Is there no doubt that the enemy who ambushed Fort Astra was the army of the Imperial Mekia?

Add plenty of sugar to the tea placed on the table while asking. Dalmes looked sinister when he saw it.

"Never, I wouldn't say. But after looking into it, I think there's almost no mistake."

Based on the information that Felix delivered, I hear that Dalmes used Yangtze to try to gather information. As a result, a small country located in the western part of the Dubedilica continent. Mekia, the divine kingdom that calls the goddess Citresia the Lord, surfaced.

I was simply surprised when I heard the story of a country that was silent without war in the next war.

"But will they honestly respond?

If as Dalmes expected, the Principality of Stonia is about to come to war with the empire of Mekia after knowing everything. If so, Felix thinks that flipping an anti-flag against the Empire would also be in view.

"You'll have to respond. The Grand Duke of Zilvester, who governs the Principality of Stonia, is an ordinary man, for better or worse. Just because you realize our intentions doesn't mean you have the temper to defy them."

As if he had read Felix's thoughts, Dalmes said softly.

(I can't forbid some sympathy for the Principality of Stonia, but it was your luck to have your eyes on Chancellor Dalmes...)

Unlike the Kingdom of Swaran, the Principality of Stonia responded to naturalization without resistance. As a result, the army itself is intact, and this time it must be an eye-catching factor. No matter how many empires impose an information blockade, no door can be set in a man's mouth. It is only logical that any report of the defeat of the Knights of Tianyang should be passed on to the nationalized nations.

If that happens, there is no denying the possibility that a country with evil thoughts will emerge. That's why Dalmes took control of the vanguard and set up a white feather arrow on Stonia as a show, Felix interpreted.

"Can the Principality of Stonia beat the Shinto Mekia in the first place?

Felix recalls the material he glanced at beforehand. There can be no doubt that the Principality of Stonia would be in its favour if judged solely by the number of troops. But it's not as simple as winning or losing. The most important element in the battle. If asked what it is, Felix replies that it is morale without getting lost. And I didn't very much think Stonia had the morale to force the war this time.

More importantly, though an ambush, the unwavering effect of flirting with the Red Knights lies in the imperial Mekia.

"I can't answer that question. rather than seeing it as a problem."

"And when they say it?

"Cutting off the power of the Duchy of Stonia, of course, because the primary purpose is to gauge the strength of Mekia the Empire, who stupidly stripped his teeth of the Empire"

Dalmes' words were enough to surprise Felix. I'm not usually a person who prefers far-fetched ways such as gauging strength. Because I know a lot about it. Regardless, I guess he doesn't have the thought of surprise Felix himself.

"It's rare and prudent for you, Chancellor."

The face of Darmes under the hood showed a slight shade for a moment.

"... maybe so. As far as Mr Felix's report is concerned, I am sure he is putting the magician into action. Besides, I hear that the Church of St. Illuminus and the imperial Mecchia have a honeymoon relationship. When we think about the believers, who are said to be millions and two million, we decided that at this stage we should avoid the empire coming to the table."

"I see… I understand the Prime Minister's thoughts"

"That's good. Whether or not we end up with an obstacle, we get rid of every believer."

At the end of the day, I said it without incident. Felix thought it would be easy for me to say, but at the same time I was convinced that Dalmes might do it.

"─ So, what do I do?

Felix corrected his collar and cut himself to the point. It's just hard to think that both Dalmes and the Rogue called back to Empire City just to talk about what's going on.

"It's quick and helpful to talk. Only form, but I'm sending Mr. Felix to the Principality of Stonia as my military adviser."

"Are you a military adviser..."

Dalmes took the lead.

"Yeah. So I want you to observe the battle of the empire Mekia crumbling. Can it be enough of a threat to the Empire or not? Pay attention to magician trends in particular."

An unexpectedly miserable smile appeared on Amelia Strast's back of her brain.

"Yes, I did. Let's talk about Olivia the Reaper, by the way. This one needs to be dealt with as soon as possible."

The matter of the Shinto Mekia is also important, but more than that the matter of Olivia is a serious problem. Then, Dalmes frowned in confusion.

"Olivia the Reaper? ─ ─ Oh, is that the girl with the pitch-black sword of the example...... I have one stomachache with Reaper, but I don't mind leaving her alone. Best wishes on the military adviser."

Standing up, Dalmes begins to carefully stretch the wrinkles on her robe. Felix tilted his neck inside, in an attitude he just said he wasn't interested.

(What the hell is Chancellor Dalmes thinking? I just don't get it)

Olivia's presence has now cast a great shadow on the Empire, and it is not a question of leaving it at all. To Felix, who told him about it, Dalmes dealt with it in time, only grunting as he stared at the sandalwood bookshelf.